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I froith confusion The brotherhood is rigorously selective Blake is not a bloodline ‘What do you ith a bastard and his little ?’
‘Unlikely alliances can sometimes be the most productive,’ he says cryptically
The door opens and a nurse colass of water on a tray I look up at her al another person in the room even for a few seconds allows o,’ she says, and places the glass on the low table
‘Thank you,’ he says quietly
She walks out of the door and it closes after her I watch hilass, raise it to his pale lips and take a sip I watch the movement his thin throat makes My eyes are drawn to his Adaht it al at me What the hell? Must I stand by and watch Blake and his harlot prosper…again? I shake ht
‘Why? Why do you care so much about a non-bloodline?’
And suddenly his eyes—there is no other way to put it—beco had suddenly come into his empty body and animated it I feel inexplicably exposed and observed, not by passive eyes but by penetrating ones Eyes that know me Eyes that are familiar My hand comes up to my throat Those cruel lips hardly move, but what comes out of them turns ton
So it was all a lie I aton Not a bloodline Not precious Not better than all the rest of humanity It should have been a terrible blow I should have been nue My whole life a lie! It’s a strange thing but walking away froht and relieved
Finally, it all ainst my half bare back
Because he was not my father The vein of cruelty was not normal He was my keeper When I exaerous exciteht would never open for me has suddenly opened A new life stretches out for ht
But I don’t trust her I believe she will not be satisfied with such a weak revenge She’ll want blood It is our way Blood to feed the gods Probablyany of Sorab’s Her plans must include my death What a pleasure to turn Lana into a
The first person I call is et back to me on the fastest, most efficient way for ton wealth’
There is a et that Can you explain in more detail what you mean?’
‘Let’s say ton—what paperould he draw up to cut et back to you on that’
‘Call ht, yes, yes I will’
I call ements for me to fly to New York that day Then I call my brother
‘Marcus I need to speak to you I’ll be there in about ten hours Can you clear your diary forOK?’
‘Not really But I’ll tell you everything when I see you’